The Dibbuk Box

The legend of the Dibbuk Box was a scary one. The things it causes, the horror it has brought upon the owners. Little did 16 year old Alexandria Jones know, she was about to own this demonic object. Not only will it cause pain but sorrow and loss. Will Alexandra keep this object despite what is has done? Will she be able to keep it from causing anymore damage?


1. The Box

"Mum, there's someone at the door!" I yelled up the stairs. "Just open it Alexandria" my mother yelled from her office. I shrugged and opened the door. A FedEx man stood on my front porch holding a package. "Is this the... Jones residence?" the man asked. I nodded and he held out a clipboard. "Sign here please." I quickly signed my name and took the package. "You have a good day ma'am" the man said, tipping his hat and walking down the stairs. "You too...” I muttered before closing the door. 

The rain pattered on the silent streets of WolverHampton. It was normally busy but everyone left for the weekend. My family and another family are the only ones left right now. My little brother Jaxon ran to me. "Is it something for me Alex?!" he squealed jumping up and down. I laughed and patted his head. "No Jax, it's for mum" I said. Jaxon slumped down and gave me the sad puppy look. I gave him the I-don't-care face and smiled triumphantly as he ran off. 

"MUM YOU HAVE A PRESENT!" I yelled as loudly as I could. I heard the frustrated sigh of my dear loving mother before she came down to the family room. "Give it here Alexandria" my mum said with a tired voice. I handed it to her and sat down on the couch. I pulled out my phone and started scrolling through Instagram. I finished following a few people when mum let out a dreamy sigh.

I put my phone down and look over at her. She had placed a beautiful wine on the table and was gazing at it. The doors to it were closed but it was beautiful. It looked a little old though but still very nice. "That's beautiful. Who sent it?" I asked. Mum turned around and looked at the package. "I'm not sure.." her voice trailed off as she searched the package. I reached over and took it from her hands. I examined the package but there was nothing about who sent it.

I just shrugged my shoulders and Jaxon ran back in. "I'm hungry!" he whined. Mum broke out of her trance and stood up. "How bout I make you kids some sandwiches" she suggested. We both nodded eagerly. Mum laughed and went to the kitchen, acting happier than before. 

I went to sit where mum was sitting and examined the box. It was definitely old but in good condition. I opened the lock on it. I pulled one of the doors open and the other open with it. A small drawer opened at the same time. That’s pretty cool.

I pulled out the objects inside and placed them on the table next to the box. I found a 1928 U.S. Wheat Penny, a 1925 US Wheat Penny, one small lock of blonde hair that was bound with string, one small lock of black/brown hair that was bound with string, one small granite statue engraved and gilded with Hebrew letters, one dried rosebud, one golden wine cup, and one very strange black cast iron candlestick holder with octopus legs.

Not something you would expect to find from a wine cabinet. I pulled my phone out and snapped a picture of all the objects. I took a couple pictures of each individual item and a picture of the cabinet. I sent all the pictures to my friend Tammy who is great at researching. I sent a text along with the pictures

To Tammy :) - Hey we just got something in the mail. It's a type of wine cabinet. Mind looking up these objects?

I almost immediately got a text back.

From Tammy :) - Sure love! I'll get back to you as soon as I get information on this stuff. It all looks familiar to me so it shouldn't be that hard!

I smiled at the news and locked my phone. Mum came in with the sandwiches just as I finished putting everything back in the cabinet. She handed me one and I thanked her. I bit into the turkey and cheese sandwich and smiled. "It tastes great mum" I complimented her after I swallowed. Mum returned the smile and turned on the TV. We watched old films as the rain tapped against the window. Out the corner of my eye I thought I saw something move. I turned to see the cabinet just sitting there. Must have been my imagination. I shrugged and turned back to the films.


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